The Lower Alleys

 a collection of all things related to MurkyBlueMatter's Rigel Black Saga

[rigelslittlelab]

Poor Harry asleep for one second before her dad barges in

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She shattered.

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Sketch of Rigel Black, from Ch 13 of Futile Facade by Murkybluematter

[electriclittlefeline]

This art was not made by me! Most of the artists were inspired by murkybluematter’s fanfic Pureblood Pretense series. I just formatted it a bit to make it look like a cover. Credits from top to bottom go, blopooo, Camille Fourcade, blopooo, and Marvin W. More info can be found here!

[rigelslittlelab]

Harry as I picture her in The Futile Façade, ch14.

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new chapter, new fanarts ! °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

[rigelslittlelab]

“She wanted to fly away, and never look back.

The urge became a wish, became a need, and she-

She became a bird.

All the thoughts in her head went quiet. Her wings reached out to touch the sky, and the sky was the only thing that mattered. Forward was the only direction left.”

The Futile Facade, chapter 13.

[rigelslittlelab]

“Fred and George towed her to the next carriage along the line and opened the door - only to find it occupied. "Eet is you.” Fleur Delacour sat on the left bench, Beauxbatons uniform perfectly pressed and hands folded demurely in her lap. “Our apologies, milady,” Fred said with a flourishing bow. George copied him, adding, “We had no inkling this conveyance was spoken for.” Delacour tilted her chin at the empty seats. “We are all going to ze castle, no?” The twins exchanged several sentences in a glance, then grinned. “To the lady’s insistence-” “-we defer.”

The Futile Facade, chapter 11

[rigelslittlelab]

The futile facade, chapter 13

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Garden Party Harry. Ink on paper.

From chapter 1 of Murkybluematter’s fanfic, The Futile Facade

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Pansy Parkinson

From Ch. 11 of Murkybluematter’s fanfic; The Futile Facade

Copic markers, colored pencil, and pen on paper. 6x9inches.

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Pansy Parkinson. 

Digital color over traditional drawing

From Ch. 11 of Murkybluematter’s fanfic; The Futile Facade

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Head Sketches in ink. Pansy Parkinson, Draco Malfoy, Rigel Black, Victor Krum, Hermione Granger.

  Inspired by HP fanfic, The Futile Facade by Murkybluematter

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BackpackBirb. Ink and watercolor

Inspired by the discord discussions about Murkybluematter’s fanfic, The Futile Facade

[flightsofdragons]

“She knew that she couldn't reasonably hang around in a vampire's distillery and ply him with questions about the specimens he'd collected over however many decades he'd been roaming the earth, and yet… she really wanted to.

"It was lovely to meet you, Mr. Kasten," she said, giving in with good grace. "Thank you for showing us your work. Maybe I will see you at Mr. Tate's sometime."

“Yes, perhaps." Kasten lifted a graceful hand in an aborted gesture of farewell, letting it drop again too quickly and watching them leave the distillery with a strange look on his pale face.””

-Chapter 5, The Futile Facade, murkybluematter

[rigelslittlelab]

“Rigel watched the four adults whose unconditional love she didn’t deserve move towards the gates and took a moment to compose herself. There, in the center of an empty stadium, surrounded by the physical remnants of her own magic’s destructive capabilities, she’d never felt so alone.” The Futile facade, chapter 9

[rigelslittlelab]

“Fred and George towed her to the next carriage along the line and opened the door - only to find it occupied. "Eet is you.” Fleur Delacour sat on the left bench, Beauxbatons uniform perfectly pressed and hands folded demurely in her lap. “Our apologies, milady,” Fred said with a flourishing bow. George copied him, adding, “We had no inkling this conveyance was spoken for.” Delacour tilted her chin at the empty seats. “We are all going to ze castle, no?” The twins exchanged several sentences in a glance, then grinned. “To the lady’s insistence-” “-we defer.”

The Futile Facade, chapter 11